Da Xiye yawned and walked out, and found Xiao Keke cooking in an apron.

A brilliant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although he was born into a wealthy family, his dream could not be simpler. He looked forward to waking up every day and his wife making breakfast for him in the kitchen. They kissed sweetly and said good morning.

Da Xiye hugged Xiao Keke from behind, "Morning, Keke."

Xiao Keke's body stiffened for a moment, "Morning, go wash up, the meal is ready."

Da Xiye obediently went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then sat at the dining table to have breakfast with Xiao Keke. He had seen Xiao Keke's cooking skills, but this was the first time he had breakfast with her. She made egg pancakes and pumpkin porridge. A simple breakfast could be so delicious.

He drank two big bowls of porridge, and his belly was full.

"You should go to work today. You have been away from the company for several days, and you must have a lot of things to do." Xiao Keke said.

"What about you? Are you okay at home alone?" Da Xiye was still a little worried about Xiao Keke, but now Xiao Keke looked good.

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong." Xiao Keke tried to smile.

"Okay, I'll go back today. You can make dumplings for me in the evening, and I'll eat them when I come back." Da Xiye said greedily.

"Okay." Xiao Keke agreed readily.

Da Xiye packed up and prepared to go out. He had already stepped over the threshold but came back again, hugged Xiao Keke, kissed her cheek, and then pointed to his own face.

Xiao Keke stood on tiptoes and kissed him back, and Da Xiye left with satisfaction.

In the afternoon, Xiao Keke bought pork stuffing, leeks and shrimps, and started making dumplings at the dining table. As she was making dumplings, tears started to fall from her eyes.

She wanted to put all her feelings into the dumplings and let her feelings go with them.

She made a lot of dumplings, froze some in the refrigerator, and cooked the rest for Da Xiye and put them on the table.

Then, she left with her suitcase.

Goodbye, my youth, goodbye, my love, goodbye, my Da Xi.

Chuandong City

Ou Zihan is slowly adapting to her new home, but she has never called Ou Chuanshan "Dad" or Ou Wen "Brother". It's not that she doesn't want to, but she just can't. She

has been bored at home for several days. Except for going out once to apply for an ID card, Ou Chuanshan has never allowed her to go out. Ou Zihan urged Ou Wen to ask Ou Chuanshan if he could let her go out.

Ou Wen walked to the door of the study and was about to knock when he suddenly heard a voice coming from inside.

"I've already said it before, my daughter has nothing to do with you. She was born to my wife, and I didn't make it public because I was worried that she wouldn't be able to be raised. As for our daughter, you can't find her with your identity and status, let alone me." Ou Chuanshan's voice was very serious, and there was also indifference in his seriousness.

Ou Wen's hand stopped in mid-air. Who was Ou Chuanshan talking to on the phone? Ou Zihan was his biological sister? Impossible, if according to Ou Chuanshan's statement, how could she be wandering outside?

Could it be that the person talking on the phone was Ou Zihan's mother? But why didn't Ou Chuanshan want to tell the other party that his daughter had been found? Ou

Wen knocked on the door, and Ou Chuanshan said "Come in" from inside.

"Dad, Xiaohan wants to go out for a walk, so I came to ask if I can take her out to play today."